Shows Like Ghost Hunt Novels & Stories

Suddenly, Oliwen raised his hand and he said: “Me!” “Oliwen? Alright, but you should be careful, the Domin’s citizens are not friendly at all.” Oliwen: “...” “About the prophecy…” Pure waved her hand, and a crystal globe appeared “We should take a look at this globe.” When she’d just finished talking, a sudden light appeared in the room. Then the room was covered with a strange light. That kind of light made the room special. A dim picture appeared on the globe… That is a village, a village in the human world. A boy standing in the alley with a beggar…Then a small beautiful star fell on top of the boy. A series of deep breaths resounded from everyone in the room.

“It’s a complete waste of time. Even captured, they’re still so loyal to Ghost, knowing he is not saying anyone to come save them. Either that, or they just hate Black Wolf Pack enough that they are willing to endure torture rather than give us information.” He added, “The news is both bad and good. The bad part, is that Ghost is enraged and has announced a public hunt on Rhea. Anyone can hunt Rhea down now, and deliver her back to Ghost…” His eyes shifted to stare at Rhea. “Either alive or dead.” “That’s not new.” Rhea shrugged. “He does not care if they kill you now. That’s worse.” Layla interjected. Jimin continued, “There is a reward for whoever is successful with the hunt, and that’s wh

"Hmm! Good! Felix boi. You know that Ghost Busters never post any fake content. We are known for our genuine content. It's totally against our rules to show any fake content to the public. And, for few months, wherever we investigated, we just didn't get any shreds of evidence and much to show to the public. This not only made our viewers disinterested but they started getting bored. And, if this keeps going on then..." "I see! Then? You didn't come up with any solution?" "You think there's any solution Felix boi? It's against our rules to show any fake content. What can we do else? Our continuous downfall of the viewers has made the channel reconsider our show. Ghost Busters was the show cr

Izzy couldn't tell you anything about the final days of the festivities for The Hunt. She walked around in a daze of fear and panic, worried that someone would find her and take advantage of her again. After two attacks, she had lost all hope that this was the end. She was walking in a daze, waiting for the next shoe to drop.

She wished not to see the same dream again. "A nightmare on the second night of your stay in your new home? A female ghost? But, was she violent in your dream? Had she tried to hurt you?" Marvina bombarded her with questions. "She didn’t hurt me,” Jennet looked at her hand. She still could feel the cold sensation of the pale hand that grabbed it last night. Did she felt the sensation of a ghost holding her hand? “I jerked awake when she grabbed my hand because I was trying to flick her hair from me.” She continued while inhaling deeply.

I spent the next few days learning the purpose of and how to use the equipment that Nora had purchased in preparation for our taking on the paranormal. I found it both interesting and frustrating. There were gadgets for almost everything one might imagine, such as electromagnetic detectors and thermometers. Apparently, ghosts use electricity to help them manifest and, when they do, the temperature in the room will change even if you can’t see them. Being a skeptic at heart, I found the equipment both interesting and amusing.

"How much do you know about ghosts, Sam Holiday? You're the first man in decades not to run screaming from me. Usually, I spend my manifestation time hiding from the inhabitants of the house. You're the first one who hasn't been frightened." He shrugged. "I've seen a few. I know there are different kinds of hauntings. Some ghosts are really just...echoes, I guess, of some traumatic event. Those just repeat the same actions over and over, which rules you out since we're having a lucid conversation. Others are spirits who've chosen, for good or evil, to remain on this plane for some reason, whether it's protecting their descendants, guarding a sacred site or seeking revenge. Finally, there's t

Earlier than usual — the garden was still in late afternoon gold rather than the purple-into-dark I had come to associate with his arrival — which meant either his schedule had changed or he had heard about the broadcast and had come to see what I would do with it. Probably the second one. He came in and looked at me and I looked back and neither of us said anything for a moment. Then he moved to his chair and sat and looked at the garden. "You watched the news," he said. "The housekeeper left the remote." "I know." Of course he knew. "Ghost is dead," I said. My voice came out even. Professionally even — the kind of even that requires more work than it sounds like. "Yes," he said. "According

" Two guards in black immediately moved in, ignoring Nellie's struggle as they dragged her toward the exit. Around them, guests lifted their phones, snapping pictures and laughing under their breath. Voices overlapped, mocking how pathetic the Scott siblings were, laughing that people like them might as well be dead. What they didn't know was that I was already dead. And Nellie was suffering from the same illness I had. She didn't have much time left either.

I wonder what you feel like under me. He licked his lips and stepped closer. The chat erupted. [This guy is gross. He will even harass monsters!] [Honestly, most SSS dungeon monsters are hideous. Anyone would react like this after meeting a cute ghost girl.] [She’s not getting away. I know him. He’s ranked 23rd on the leaderboard. He’s good, but he’s also famous for being a creep.] [I don’t think I wanna watch this anymore. Ghost girl, run!] [You’re feeling sorry for a monster now? Well, I’ve never seen people do it in a dungeon. My pants are off. Showtime!]